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Sanguine Paradise - Chapter 87
🕑 Added 2020-10-28 22:37:08 +0000 UTC∼ Day 50 ∼
Retracting my bloodstained claws, I admired my handiwork. The figure that was the Mistress was now positively unrecognizable. Her empty eye sockets that stared listlessly out into the aether, the mangled limbs, the broken bones and every single inch of utterly mutilated flesh completely betrayed the fact that she was still alive...
Time hadn't registered to me as I indulged in my unending hatred for this woman whilst taking it all out on her, so I didn't know for just how long I had been at it. Multiple times, I even used my own blood to restore what little health she had left, only to prolong the time I had at my disposal.
I did realize that I was still in danger. There still laid possible dangers to both my freedom and life, such as the King that should be very much alive. But in my hatred and fury, I had lost most of my rationality, foregoing self-preservation in exchange for revenge.
Simply dominating the Mistress's mind could've also been a possibility instead of wasting a potentially powerful puppet, but the hatred rooted within my very soul would've never allowed her existence in this world. Even though I did now understand that what I had done was foolish now that I had regained sensibility, I regretted nothing and would've done it again.
Looking down on the mutilated body of the Mistress, I sneered. The only thing I truly lamented was not having more time.
I had been constantly monitoring her health with Appraisal, and now that my blood failed to restore anything and that her health was constantly ticking down, I moved to place my foot on her head.
"Burn in hell you bitch." - Me
The only thing that followed was the sound of bone fracturing and flesh being ruptured.
[Lesser Daemoni has taken 3 damage, a critical hit!]
[LVL: 25 - Lesser Daemoni "Asial" has been slain!]
[You have been rewarded with 66202 points of EXP]
[Congratulations! You've reached level 35]
[You've been rewarded with 1 skill point for reaching level 35]
[You're currently at the level threshold, you can choose an evolution path!]
With her death, I felt the magic that had been planted within my body suddenly falter and fade into nothingness. It truly the last shackle upon my freedom that had finally been broken, setting me free once again. But something else also happened upon the Mistress death. Purple-tinged darkness flowed from her corpse and seeped unhindered into my body, causing rushes of energy to shoot into my core.
[Congratulations! Your Lesser Crimson Shadow Core has evolved into a Crimson Shadow Core]
Looking over the prompts, I knew for a fact that I would've gotten a lot more EXP from personally killing her. But seeing as the warlords already had done almost all the work, the amount I got had been severely reduced; not that it really mattered as the surplus simply disappeared when I reached the threshold.
Actually, how they had even managed to almost take down the Mistress had initially surprised me, but when I inspected that peculiar dagger embedded within her gut, it became evident how they accomplished it.
The jet black dagger was an instrument of magic, but instead of unleashing magical might, it seemed to actually consume it. I had tried to remove the dagger from her body when I was torturing her, yet I was unable to. The dagger from where it was lodged, black tendrils sprouted out in each direction, each one sucking out all the mana of her body and what her core produced.
But that was not all that it did though, the blade seemed to almost have a mind of itself as it refused to exit her body when there was more mana to be had. Now that she was dead, I tried once more, and to my pleasant delight, the blade easily left her body as any normal blade would.
However, as I was holding the dagger I could clearly feel the blade desire to consume the mana that resided within me. It was quite off-putting feeling the intent and desire of an inanimate object, to say the least. Inspecting the weapon, I was suddenly alerted to a presence entering the hall, and I quickly got ready to fight or flee if necessary.
"Lialak's tits! - what a mess..." - ???
The young figure of the childish voice caused great confusion that then turned into great apprehension the moment I recognized her presence. Auras, or presences, were almost like identities. I had yet to find a way or somebody who could change their presence to hide their true identities, the only way to stay anonymous was to completely suppress your aura, hiding it.
So the moment that this young girl's presence entered my sense, I instantly recalled two certain memories of a carriage and an originally thought-to-be empty balcony in the colosseum. This girl was the exact same person who had been in that entourage the first time I entered the colosseum and the time when she had spectated the battle.
I at first thought the girl to be a young orc girl, however, as soon as I inspected closer with my mental sense, I realized that she was a bonafide great orc. Being that young while simultaneously being a 4th-tier monster could only mean one thing; she was born a great orc.
-Appraisal!-
It was seriously menacing the fact that this small girl, or at least small for a great orc, had such insane attributes. I knew that since she had yet to reach adulthood and full maturity, her stats hadn't fully filled out, so as she grew she would only get stronger even if she didn't level any further.
But that wasn't what was truly scary, rather it was her potential. Due to the fact that she was born a great orc, then it meant she a very slim possibility of evolving into a 5th-tiered monster.
While there were a lot of uncertainties in my knowledge around how monster reproduction worked, it wasn't as simple as just pairing strong monster with each other to rapidly-produce off-spring that was increasingly powerful and then repeat the process.
From what I knew, selective breeding amongst the monster race was a stable of their society, or at least that of the civilized side of the monsters. But this selective breeding had various limitations and restrictions that didn't allow for monsters to overrun the creatures that used the class system instead of the evolution system; like humans.
I knew there were limitations of maturity rate, conception rate, and inborn potential to more powerful monsters, however, there's probably even more than just those. I was pulled from pondering about the monsters' ability to reproduce and regrow their strength by the girl, Melane, suddenly speaking out once again.
"-Ugh, ease down. I'm not here for trouble. I just wanted to see the result of Papa's plans, however, it seemed that he somewhat underestimated that witch; hmm - thank you for taking care of her by the way." - Melane
I was no genius, but I wasn't stupid enough to not realize just who this young girl was by now.
The fucking King's daughter had paid a visit...
The nonchalant way that she spoke was a bit off-putting, but I still laxed my guard seeing as I sensed no hostile intent from the girl or any other presence in the vicinity.
"Fuck... she really did you dirty, didn't she?" - Melane
She cringed as she inspected my sorry state.
"I don't want any trouble, I'm going to take my leave once I finish up here... I trust there's no problem in that?" - Me
"Not at all, while Papa doesn't know much about you, I watched a few of your fights. On his behalf, I invite you to come for a conversation and some eating if you'd like." - Melane
I shook my head. I had no desire to remain in this blasted city any longer than necessary.
"I thank you for your invitation, but I must decline." - Me
"Don't worry, it was more of a formality, I didn't expect you to stay." - Melane
And with that, the young great orc girl, Melane, all of a sudden turned on her heels and walked casually away. As tension left my body that I didn't notice before now, I simply touched upon my magic, now free of all restraint. I couldn't help but revel in the feeling of power rushing through my body, something I hadn't experienced properly in a long time.
Suddenly, all around, blood from the seven corpses of the warlords and the Mistress started flowing into the air, almost as if they had lost gravity. Slowly, the streams of blood that now hung in the air creating a sinister but awe-inspiring scene started flowing towards me.
I consumed it all.
[Siphon]
[You've consumed the blood of 5 different creatures 8 times!]
[43522 points of EXP has been acquired and stats have been added]
[Due to continuous EXP hitting the level threshold, you've begun to approach Forced Evolution]
Finished with absorbing the large amounts of blood, I pulled up my status to check my gains.
-Status!-
To say the increase was substantial would be an understatement. My attributes had taken a massive increase, but my mana and resistance have also risen explosively. The mana increase I quickly attributed to the evolution of my mana core, but when a looked at my improved resistances, I couldn't help but have mixed emotions about it.
The things I went through for those increases...
Discarding the unnecessary thoughts of the dark experiences of being in the captivity of the Mistress, I pulled up the skill list finalize checking up on everything.
-Skill list!-
Comments
FordCliff
You forgot about shadow magic in the skill list
LORD SHAXX
What happened to meals
Konge
Yes, there's a somewhat large distance to back home. As for his wings, they've been left mostly untouched due to their lack of usefulness in torture if you were ever to focus on them. So what little harm they've sustained shouldn't be anything to worry about, at least nothing a little healing with Mana Mending can't fix.
MacDB
Good point I’ve forgotten he probably isn’t just a short safe flight back to his goblins... also does he still have his wings? I can imagine they may have been removed by the mistress during torture
Konge
Hmm, I do suppose min-maxing would be possible to some extent without killing and earning more experience. But currently, he's one-armed, eyeless, and running around in a ruined body, so I have a hard time believing it all that comfortable for him...Other than that, it might also be quite dangerous to hold off on evolving seeing as he's stranded in unknown waters with only god-knows-what laying in wait. :D
MacDB
All in all the experience was probably a real boon for the mc not matter how horrifying... I imagine it might be smart for him to hold off on evolving and trying to max his magic skills however I don’t know if that’s possible without killing
